Chapter 160: A Ramen Restaurant in Manhattan

Originally, Zhao Hongyu and Song Hu, as well as Zhang Tie and Wang Shan, all thought that this clothed slave would be resisted by the Europeans

But to their surprise, these Europeans not only did not resist, but also participated very enthusiastically.

In fact, they knew that there were also slavery in Europe in this era, and its cruel system was no different from that of the clothed slaves.

Those who sold themselves to the nobility and landlords were not only not in the future, but also completely out of their own hands.

The Indians, on the other hand, were somewhat resistant to it.

However, this system of enveloping slaves is completely voluntary, and it is not forced.

So, there is nothing for the Indians not to participate, as long as the Europeans want to.

Besides, Zhao Hongyu's main target is also aimed at these European ** silks.

Since the city of Manhattan began the system of clothed servants, the Eight Banners Army of the Great Song Dynasty also began to be established.

Unlike the Eight Banners of the Manchu Dynasty, in the Great Song Empire, only the positive red flag and the inlaid red flag were the upper two flags. The other six flags are the lower six flags.

In this respect, Manhattan is fundamentally different from the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

The reason for such a difference, according to Zhao Hongyu's words, they have to remember their identity, they are Chinese people with strong roots, which can never be forgotten.

Wang Shan, Zhang Tie, and Song Hu are all subordinate to the two flags of Zhenghong and Inlaid Red under the command of Zhao Hongyu. And they each have the status of a small nobleman, which makes them very happy.

And Lamour and his old blacks have become the people with the black flag and the black flag, and the owner of the two black flags is Lamour.

The Gurkha Sharma and his Gurkha soldiers became the Yellow Banner and the Yellow Flag, and the Sharma was the owner of the two Yellow Flags.

On the side of the Song Empire, only the red sè was the most noble Yan sè, not the yellow sè.

Chelsea, the guy who first defected to Zhao Hongyu and them, also got the position of the owner of the white flag, and later used it to manage the Europeans who defected to Manhattan.

And Zhao Hongyu's father-in-law, Black Bear, became the owner of the white flag and managed the Indians in Manhattan.

At the same time, the Black Bears also hold the position of two white flag owners, and can also suppress Chelsea.

At this point, the Eight Banners of the Great Song Empire were established.

And now, except for Chelsea, which has a small number of white flags, the other flag soldiers are quite sufficient.

Outside of Manhattan, yurts were built again, and it was better to live in a house when there were not enough houses.

According to the plan, each of the Eight Banners has its own territory.

In the city of Manhattan, it has become the residence of the two red flags where the Huaxia gene people are located.

There was no objection to this.

After all, Zhao Hongyu is the leader of everyone first, and Zhao Hongyu now has the most soldiers on hand.

As the so-called big fist speaks, who can object to anything.

Moreover, the old black of Lamour, and the Gurkha Four Banners of Sharma absolutely support Zhao Hongyu. The other white flag black bear and Indians are Zhao Hongyu's father-in-law.

It can be said that seven of the Eight Banners of the Great Song Dynasty are completely in the hands of Zhao Hongyu. As long as Chelsea are not fools, they should know how to do it.

At the same time, beside the Seven Banners Bannerman, there are still many European clothed minions. If Chelsea mess around, he will be replaced in no time.

Besides, even if he wanted to make a shock, not all of his people were of the same mind as him. Chelsea are not idiots, he knows these continental compatriots all too well.

Therefore, Chelsea can be said to be suppressed within the eight flags.

As Zhang Tie, who was born with a red flag, his identity is now the most noble except for Zhao Hongyu.

On his shoulder, the tassel of the gold sè is inlaid with a circle of red sè, which represents his identity.

His clad minion Credman stood beside him.

"Corvo." , Zhang Tie called, and Credman hurriedly responded in nondescript Huaxia language: "The slave is here, what does the master command?" ”

According to Zhao Hongyu's judgment, after people continue to call themselves 'minions' for a long time, they will naturally be brainwashed.

Therefore, when they kept complaining about the scum of the Manchu Dynasty, Zhao Hongyu and they began to vigorously promote this policy. And let those European ** silk who are willing to sell themselves must pass the psychological hurdle before they can become real coatings.

Therefore, as a graduate of the 'outstanding' training class, Kredman is very comfortable with the title of minion, and has no psychological resistance.

Those who are not psychologically adaptable will not be able to graduate from the training course at all.

The teachers in the training class are very strict about this level.

And these angry young teachers are very attentive to their work. In their opinion, what could be better than establishing the Eight Banners of the Great Song Dynasty and letting the Europeans do the best thing.

If it succeeds, then history will certainly turn out to be very interesting.

As a result, these angry young people, exerting their respective hands, began to destroy those European ** silks who were interested in selling themselves.

And through the words and deeds of these Europeans who have become coats after graduation, I believe that they will infect other Europeans even more.

"It's already noon, so I guess everyone must be hungry. Come on, let's eat now, it is estimated that there will be no boat at noon. Zhang Tie stayed outside to see if there was a boat coming, but it was noon at this time, and he thought there would be no boat.

The laborers who were loading and unloading the goods on the wharf also began to disperse at this time under the beckoning of the foreman and went to have lunch.

In Manhattan, the average working day is twelve hours.

It doesn't matter if you want to work longer, it's all up to you.

Anyway, loading and unloading goods or something, it's all piecework money.

Colorman nodded, and turned around to greet him, surrounded by the Gene Man soldiers and other coats.

"Let's go to the small shop on the side to eat, Lao Ke, you take your men to eat first. Eat better, but don't lose my face. Zhang Tie took out a gold coin and threw it over, and said with a stinky look on his face.

Coredman took the coin and flattered him without words.

As a qualified coated minion, patting the horse's ass is a necessary skill, and at the same time, it also has to be killed by horses.

After flattering Zhang Tie for a while, and observing Zhang Tie's face, Credman walked to the restaurant across the street with seven or eight coats.

The coaters felt that they had followed the right master, because he was too generous.

Compared to the lords of the Song Empire, those nobles in Europe are nothing like.

"Boss, three turkeys, five buckets of rice, four plates of fried shredded pork with mustard, and ...... roast bison meat", in Manhattan, a gold coin can be eaten very luxuriously.

This is unthinkable in Europe.

In particular, meat can be eaten as a 'minion'.

When Coredman and the others walked into the restaurant, dock workers on their lunch break also poured into the small market.

The restaurants immediately became popular, and for a while the crowds were surging and lively.

In order not to delay the boss's business, Zhang Tie also left the door of the small shop where he was, after all, no one dared to come to eat when he was sitting there.

For the aristocracy, people are still a little afraid of the sky.

"Let's go over there for a bowl of noodles and tell Credman to come back to the office for dinner."

Zhang Tie gave an order to the genetic man guards who followed behind.

The genetic guard nodded.

Afterwards, Zhang Tie and the others came to the door of the only noodle shop at the dock.

Because of Zhao Hongyu's investment, Manhattan has one more commodity, that is, white noodles.

This kind of white noodles is very inferior, but it gives Zhao Hongyu and them one more food to choose from.

After all, if you always eat rice, you will get tired of eating it.

And among these genetic people cultivated by Zhao Hongyu, one of them is actually a chef and is good at ramen. So, in the port of Manhattan, there is one more ramen shop.

The thick soup made from the bison bones, the flavor of the thirteen spices. Coupled with the fragrant dried chilies, although there are no green onions and coriander, the taste is also good.

The Manhattan bison are not the fodder cattle of the 21st century, and the soup made from this beef bone can be seen to be fragrant.

And the marinated beef is also delicious, so after the establishment of this ramen shop, many genetic people came here to consume.

Occasionally, some Indians or Europeans come to try it, but the most common ones are the genetic people.

The owner of this ramen shop has three wives, all of whom are Indian girls, ranging in age from fifteen to eighteen. These three wives accompanied him to run a ramen shop, and Xiao Rìzi was also prosperous.

I have to say that people who follow Zhao Hongyu's ** silk genes have also lived the life of their dreams.

"Boss, let's have five bowls of ramen, wide strips, plus beef!"

Zhang Tie walked over familiarly, sat on the bench, and shouted at the busy young boss.

"Okay, five bowls of ramen wide strips with meat!"

The little boss was very happy to see the business coming to the door.

Nowadays, the genetic people of the Huaxia system have identities that are all red flags or red flags. In this area of Manhattan, the status of the Chinese species is very noble.

However, except for Wang Shan, a few of them are nobles, most of them are ordinary people who are soldiers or small bosses. However, the noble status brings them too many benefits.

In such an era, if you can't give the Chinese people a special status treatment, according to Zhao Hongyu's words, 'He's still a fart'.

The noodle restaurant is somewhat rì-like ramen shop, zhōngyāng with a long bar counter in the middle, with the owner and his three wives in the middle. When the guests arrive, they can sit around the bar, which is very convenient.

His youngest wife, very well-behaved, brought a teapot and made a pot of tea with inferior tea leaves.

Wait a minute, your noodles will be ready soon.

The little wife smiled at Zhang Tiedao.

"Sir, our rì son is getting better and better now, thanks to His Highness."

The little boss who was stretching his noodles chatted with Zhang Tie without a match. (To be continued.)